Holding Cells Aren’t Helping

This is the tale of my stay at the Lawrence Memorial Med 6 Psychiatric Unit. It outlines how poor care is given even when the stay is voluntary.

Open Minds: Pilot Episode

Thank you so much for giving OPEN MINDS a listen. We are glad to have you along for the journey ahead of us! Like any collaboration, this is an ever-changing work in progress. Each of our team members has different strengths and they will surface over time. As we fall into our roles, there may be some unpleasant hiccups along the way.

June: Me

So I skipped a couple of months on the audio blogs because I was putting so much work into the idea of launching the new podcast (which should be Monday). This was the beginning of another pre-show but I had no co-host so I began to ramble about my life, medication, depression, etc.

Disemodied

A short poem about depersonalization. It also speaks to self-hate as well as attempting to over come that by re-uniting with the self.

exercise log

Excersize Log Weekly Goal

In a charge to better myself this summer, I am going to publicly release my weekly Fitbit charts and scales starting from this point forward. One of my friends posted a really influential video on her feed and it moved me to want to better myself in some way and this is one way I could do something accountable. I struggle with my activity level for a ton of reasons — some of them are legitimate medical excuses others not.

Your sick

Your sick.

There was nothing I could have wished for
But a chance to meet your gaze
That would of satiated
My burning pain
Nothing I could have wished for
Could end this pain

Join me

From the Lips of Death

Bereave her with my lovely
Lyrics
Of demonic desire
And set her heart on fire
With the darkest desire
To join me in the mire

Don’t Forget Me

I wish that this pain would vacate
Me
And I wish these drugs would placate
Me…
I just want to take a dive
And be down
Forever un-found
I want to be down…

Vapor Man

Death and Love Potray Decay

Haunting whispers and
Acidic dreams
Echo through the seams
Of reality
Taking – consuming
Altering the room and
Tearing me apart

Mother's Day for Two

Mother’s Day For Two

We pull into the driveway and head inside via the front walk. Mist is almost stinging in the morning air as I rush ahead to open the door. We gathered in the living room and I set up my recording. I captured some really endearing audio of her experiences at church, what she thought, what she wishes it had been like, and then her gift opening.

Psychiatric Hospital

Holding Cells Aren’t Helping

This is the tale of my stay at the Lawrence Memorial Med 6 Psychiatric Unit. It outlines how poor care is given even when the stay is voluntary.

Heart Balloon

You and me Turns to We

In love with impossibilities
Like kissing fire on the lips
My desire wants to take my life
And in the morning I have to come to grips

Hallucination of Friendships

Taking medication
Like a precaution
To avoid the flood
Of memories
That overrun my mind
With sad ideas
And thoughts of you
Why do you like to invade me?

Creating an Article

Creating an Article

I never learned to home row type. I peck furiously at about 75 WPM. My index, middle and ring fingers do the heavy lifting; My thumbs reinforce with spaces. Oh yes, the mighty pinky! I haven’t forgotten you…Shifting in the shadows bringing capitalization to my words when needed. This non-traditional typing style may lead to faster fatigue or increased error intake. The truth is I taught myself how to type before I was in school so the habits were inlaid too young. That was a big deal in the 90s. I might be one of the last 75+ WPM key peckers! Who knows…